So the choice is in her hands, is it? Lucina feels a beat of worry...and resignation. It may as well be her: She's the one who suggested a plan of action in the first place, after all.

"Well..." Which way? She tilts her hat off her ponytail so she can see further ahead of them past her bangs. "How about this way?"

She points off just slightly to the right. "There's a large...um..." Whatever the hell a cactus is. "That strange pillar. It's something of a landmark. It might be closer to the fence, too, and then we can follow that to the gate?"